> You don't like it one bit cuz with as little as you know, which is plenty, you also know it's the truth, and you alzo know intuitively your pathetic-poverty of an upbringing left you fatherless and motherless and ripe for the makings of a hateful and resentful well you and your girlfriend can fill in the rest cantchu adolph — HEIL HITLER COCKSUCKAH!

Wow, what a neurotic sicko you are. Come on man, we can get more creative than this, can't we? I have less resentment for people than most people I've met. I adapt well to whatever. I am pliable. I don't look back except now and then to see the rotting guts of those I have mowed down in life rotting in the eternal noon day sun.

On Tuesday, October 26, 2021 at 7:16:29 PM UTC-4, jazee...@gmail.com wrote:
> > You don't like it one bit cuz with as little as you know, which is plenty, you also know it's the truth, and you alzo know intuitively your pathetic-poverty of an upbringing left you fatherless and motherless and ripe for the makings of a hateful and resentful well you and your girlfriend can fill in the rest cantchu adolph — HEIL HITLER COCKSUCKAH!
> Wow, what a neurotic sicko you are. Come on man, we can get more creative than this, can't we? I have less resentment for people than most people I've met. I adapt well to whatever. I am pliable. I don't look back except now and then to see the rotting guts of those I have mowed down in life rotting in the eternal noon day sun.

What a great exchange.

Bozo wrote:
OllieN...@aol.com wrote:
jazee...@gmail.com wrote:

> You don't like it one bit cuz with as little as you know, which is plenty, you also know it's the truth, and you alzo know intuitively your pathetic-poverty of an upbringing left you fatherless and motherless and ripe for the makings of a hateful and resentful well you and your girlfriend can fill in the rest cantchu adolph — HEIL HITLER COCKSUCKAH!

> Wow, what a neurotic sicko you are. Come on man, we can get more creative than this, can't we? I have less resentment for people than most people I've met. I adapt well to whatever. I am pliable. I don't look back except now and then to see the rotting guts of those I have mowed down in life rotting in the eternal noon day sun.

> What a great exchange.

I don't see it as such a great exchange but at least it's a start. A start to the process of open dialogue designed to ultimately make the world a better place. I too enjoy good flame war exchanges. But I hate when they devolve into sexual taunts like, "Your mother sucks cocks", or ethnic slurs like, "Fuck you, Kike", or "Go suck a cock, you Nazi punk", over and over. When fresh - and especially when true - I enjoy following a good flame war, one so good I am hoping it might spill over into actual real life revenge, one poster hunting down the other to make tomorrow's headlines.

On Wednesday, October 27, 2021 at 7:44:15 PM UTC-4, jazee...@gmail.com wrote:
> Bozo wrote:
> OllieN...@aol.com wrote:
> jazee...@gmail.com wrote:
>
> > You don't like it one bit cuz with as little as you know, which is plenty, you also know it's the truth, and you alzo know intuitively your pathetic-poverty of an upbringing left you fatherless and motherless and ripe for the makings of a hateful and resentful well you and your girlfriend can fill in the rest cantchu adolph — HEIL HITLER COCKSUCKAH!
>
> > Wow, what a neurotic sicko you are. Come on man, we can get more creative than this, can't we? I have less resentment for people than most people I've met. I adapt well to whatever. I am pliable. I don't look back except now and then to see the rotting guts of those I have mowed down in life rotting in the eternal noon day sun.
>
> > What a great exchange.
> I don't see it as such a great exchange but at least it's a start. A start to the process of open dialogue designed to ultimately make the world a better place. I too enjoy good flame war exchanges. But I hate when they devolve into sexual taunts like, "Your mother sucks cocks", or ethnic slurs like, "Fuck you, Kike", or "Go suck a cock, you Nazi punk", over and over. When fresh - and especially when true - I enjoy following a good flame war, one so good I am hoping it might spill over into actual real life revenge, one poster hunting down the other to make tomorrow's headlines.

I wonder if todays kids are as good at racial slurs and overall trash talk as older generations. The censoring and the pressure to be socially sensitive surely has taken a toll on the ability to hurl a tasty insult.

> I wonder if todays kids are as good at racial slurs and overall trash talk as older generations. The censoring and the pressure to be socially sensitive surely has taken a toll on the ability to hurl a tasty insult.

Excellent inclusion work there. Censoring alone would never be enough. It might even serve to make trash talk more creative. I guess censoring can't really work without the pressure to be socially sensitive part. That is the sickest part. Those who don't want to be censored spreading it the most - out of obedience and fear. But overall I believe that real humor can never be censored. I am also disgusted with idiots who see guys like Lenny Bruce and other foul mouths as barrier breakers when really they were just con men taking advantage of censorship - doing a night in jail and becoming famous for it. I used to bitch about all the needless cursing - still do sometimes - but in the end real humor will rise above it. Censored or uncensored the best should emerge. I mean in real life. Like you're either funny or you're not. Then again maybe the fear of being labeled socially insensitive is so powerful and swift, especially with social media leading the way, that even naturally funny people will ultimately fall into line - once a barrel of laughs, now a lobotomized zombie.

On Friday, October 29, 2021 at 5:28:40 PM UTC-4, jazee...@gmail.com wrote:
> > I wonder if todays kids are as good at racial slurs and overall trash talk as older generations. The censoring and the pressure to be socially sensitive surely has taken a toll on the ability to hurl a tasty insult.
> Excellent inclusion work there. Censoring alone would never be enough. It might even serve to make trash talk more creative. I guess censoring can't really work without the pressure to be socially sensitive part. That is the sickest part. Those who don't want to be censored spreading it the most - out of obedience and fear. But overall I believe that real humor can never be censored. I am also disgusted with idiots who see guys like Lenny Bruce and other foul mouths as barrier breakers when really they were just con men taking advantage of censorship - doing a night in jail and becoming famous for it. I used to bitch about all the needless cursing - still do sometimes - but in the end real humor will rise above it. Censored or uncensored the best should emerge. I mean in real life. Like you're either funny or you're not. Then again maybe the fear of being labeled socially insensitive is so powerful and swift, especially with social media leading the way, that even naturally funny people will ultimately fall into line - once a barrel of laughs, now a lobotomized zombie.

Swearing , dick jokes, fart jokes all too easy. But a good shit story is the real deal. People eating shit. And sensless violence involving children and animals. That is the real comedy.

> Swearing , dick jokes, fart jokes all too easy. But a good shit story is the real deal. People eating shit. And sensless violence involving children and animals. That is the real comedy.

Real comedy is anything I laugh it, dig? End of story. But you are right, a good shit story is always good. It's not so much about shit only, it's the story involving shit and the person who has to take it - crapping one's pants with large puddles of turd pudding dripping out the bottom of your pants. Rushing home, trying to make it - miles - and getting there, all the way home, up the steps to the door, the turd pleading for release as you do everything in your power to hold it in only to have it explode into your pants - the same pants that you thought held your apartment key before you left home - only to find yourself locked out and sitting on the steps waiting for the building manager to come home and let you in with a hearty, "Whoa, what's that smell?"